Survival rules for restaurants: cooking and eating melons at the same time

"There's nothing to see at all. What color lip balm did Young Master Luochuan use on his lips today? What did Young Master Luochuan eat beef hotpot from Xu Huan's family in Bei City today? What did Young Master Luochuan almost couldn't return home, luckily the young prince came to save him (the young prince and Young Master Luochuan are in true love)?..." Zhao Huaiqing frowned and read the stack of newspapers that Gu Qingyun brought back, his head feeling dizzy.

"Say it again, who will save me?" Gu Qingyun keenly heard what he wanted to hear among the pile of gossips.

"Wow, Lord Shaoqing, do you have a strong taste?" Zhao Huaiqing looked suspicious and puzzled.

"Stop talking nonsense and show me that life-saving article." Gu Qingyun stretched out his hand and flipped through the rest of the article which was not very informative without raising his head.

Zhao Huaiqing handed over the article that he thought was very tasteful, his face full of doubt and suspicion. Lord Shaoqing must be crazy about solving the case.

At this time, Gu Qingyun had already opened the lavishly written article. The general meaning was that Young Master Luochuan went to a restaurant to write poems to help promote the restaurant, but was kept back by the restaurant owner using some young and beautiful ladies.

The article described, "Lord Luochuan was shy and kept shirking responsibility, but he couldn't stand the large number of people and the various tricks they used."

Gu Qingyun suppressed his nausea and continued reading. Later, the young master of Shun Prince came and rescued Master Luochuan. He also said that the two brothers had never done such things and hoped that the restaurant owner would stop there.

What follows is a long description of how the two of them walked together and how red Young Master Luochuan's face became.

After getting the answer he wanted, Gu Qingyun threw the stack of disgusting articles aside.

“Although the article is exaggerated and unrealistic, it still retains some facts.

For example, the author's original intention in describing how Mr. Luochuan was half-hearted was to highlight his shyness and blushing face. But as far as I know, Mr. Luochuan has seen some worldly things, and it is impossible for him to blush because of a few young ladies.

In addition, he had previously been portrayed as a person who was clean and self-disciplined. This time, for no apparent reason, he was probably drunk and lost control of himself. This was his true face.

The restaurant had invited him to write poetry and would definitely not make things difficult for him in these aspects. If he didn't like it, he could just refuse it in person. Why go through the motions of needing rescue?

There are only two possibilities. First, he drank too much, forgot the agreement with the young master, and acted a little too recklessly in the restaurant.

Second, he wanted to change his image, and then create a romantic image for himself, and start writing romantic poems. "

Everyone was stunned. Their Shaoqing really had perfect scores in reading comprehension and reasoning ability.

"The second possibility is almost impossible, because the incident with Young Master Luochuan happened half a year ago. During this half year, he has still been creating the image of a little white flower and has not become a passionate young man at all. So it can only be that he was drunk that night and acted recklessly."

"So, we still have to investigate this young master?" Xin Hai asked.

"Yes, this young master is the youngest son of Prince Shun. He has been living a life of luxury since childhood. He lived through the best years of the harvest. His father was finally released after years at the border, and the whole family has lived in the capital since then. So this young master has not suffered much." Gu Qingyun said as he picked up the fragmentary information about this young master from his mind.

"And that house, is there really no progress at all?" Gu Qingyun just felt that the craftsman who built the house was really amazing. Such a big house was kept secret without any news released at all.

"Yes, I have recently begun to suspect the families behind the back door, but after checking, it seems that they are just ordinary people." Zhao Huaiqing replied.

"So, what's the situation with the fire in Jinhuan Building?" Gu Qingyun looked at Xin Hai.

"My subordinates investigated and said that the fire started suddenly from the inside. In less than a quarter of an hour, such a large building was burned down." Xin Hai hesitated and said, "I don't think it's right. If a building like this caught fire, how could it be burned down all at once in less than a quarter of an hour... Unless there was oil or something else."

Gu Qingyun also thought that if this building caught fire, no matter how fast it burned, it would not be less than a quarter of an hour before only ruins would be left, and many people would be burned to death inside.

"Check the original boss again. It would be best if we could find out what he looked like." Gu Qingyun sighed and decided to give everyone's brains a rest, so he told a few people to go off work.

……

The next morning, An Qiao felt tired when she saw the mess on the floor. Everyone at Kyoto Restaurant cleaned up quickly and started a new day of business.

An Qiao carefully collected all the manuscripts and began to count the votes when guests came in the morning. In order to prevent everyone from suspecting anything, counting the votes in public was the best option.

An hour later, An Qiao looked at the full "正" character and took a deep breath. She couldn't help but admire herself.

Soon, the results were posted on the notice board, with the original manuscript on the inside and the copied one on the outside.

The limerick that Princess Mingyue liked yesterday actually won the third place. An Qiao smiled. The world is really a huge makeshift team.

As she flipped through the pages, she realized that the poem written by Young Master Luochuan yesterday only won a "participation award." An Qiao felt an ominous sense of foreboding. It was obvious that Young Master Luochuan was not someone to be trifled with. Just thinking about his chaste behavior yesterday gave An Qiao goose bumps.

Add to that the fact that Young Master Luochuan has his own traffic, well, it’s all over.

I’m going to be “cyberbullied”.

But this vote couldn't be faked, and An Qiao wouldn't be scared by this Luochuan Master. After posting the notice, she went back to work. The farm she bought before hadn't been dealt with yet, and there were still a lot of things waiting for the restaurant and the by-product store. An Qiao quickly put the Luochuan Master out of her mind.

After finishing breakfast, An Qiao called Tong Shan and Aunt Tong over.

"Brother Tongshan, I have felt that you two are really great these past few months. I feel relieved to leave the job to you. But I cannot leave the restaurant for a while, and the farm needs someone to look after it. Do you think you are willing? I will ask Yu Dong to bring some more children over, and hire some people and workers. When the business is up and running, you can come back."

"Oh, what are you talking about, young lady? It's not about whether we are willing or not. Just send us to do whatever you want us to do. We are not picky." Aunt Tong was at a loss for words because of An Qiao's politeness.

"Yes, and the young lady has said that she trusts us two. I am familiar with the work in the fields, so you can rest assured in leaving it to me." Tong Shan also patted his chest and made the promise.

An Qiao nodded and said, "This is easy. There are land and mountains over there. I was busy a few days ago, so I asked someone to build a small courtyard. You can just move in directly. I will tell you the rest when I go with you. When I hire some people and the small courtyard has finished the final finishing work, you can move in."